Devin was a very small town compared to Koorong. That was the first
thing Naomi noticed when she got off of the ship. She second thing was that
it was very dark. Almost no sunlight shone onto the black pavement as Naomi
walked through the busy streets.

"All this place has is darkness and poverty," the blue-haired girl
looked all around her before making her way back to the port.

"Do you need some help?" asked a young man. Naomi turned to look at
the boy.

"If you do, you might want to see the doctor in the back alley, he
knows about a lot of things," Naomi raised a delicate eyebrow to the boy
before muttering her thanks.

'A doctor,' she thought, 'That's what I need.' The human walked
quickly, occasionally asking for directions. Many people gave her odd
glances, and Naomi started to get a sinking feeling in the pit of her
stomach.

Still, Naomi held her head up when she walked inside of the clinic.
As she walked into the darkened waiting room, she looked at a hunched man
sitting in a chair. A faded nameplate at the desk said one name:

Doctor Nusakan

'Could he be the doctor?' thought Naomi as she tapped him on the
shoulder.

"Sir, are you waiting?" she asked. Her turquoise eyes widened when
his head rolled off of his shoulders, turned around, and started to laugh
at her. A clock struck that it was noon, and a deep voice from the other
side of the door said, "Next, please." Naomi shuddered, but she felt a
force speak to her, and she unconsciously opened the door.

"Everything's ready for the operation, lie down on the bed," said the
tall raven-haired man standing beside a metal bed.

"I. I just." the doctor's eyes turned to her, and Naomi noticed that
he was unnaturally handsome.

"I see, you weren't whom I was expecting," Dr. Nusakan adjusted his
glasses and walked towards the stunned girl.

"I just came to meditate." was all Naomi could say in response. She
didn't know what to do, she was afraid of this man, and she couldn't move.

"Then why aren't you in Kyo?" Naomi shook her head and grimaced, "The
lady at Kyo's dojo annoys me."

"Well, I can tell you this, Koorong isn't the best place to go if you
want peace and serenity," Dr. Nusakan chuckled a bit at his own joke,
adjusting his glasses again.

"Do you know where I could go?" asked Naomi.

"Why don't you talk to the Ring Lord in Mosperiburg?" said Dr.
Nusakan, "He would be of more help to you than I would." Naomi hastily
bowed and walked out of the doctor's office, the skull still laughing at
her retreating form.

"Strange human," muttered Dr. Nusakan as he returned to his
paperwork.

**************
Naomi was breathing heavily when she reached the port. She knew where
her next destination was, but it still made her feel a bit odd to leave the
doctor.

"Where to?" asked the man behind the desk. Naomi looked at the slip
of paper taped to the counter that listed her choices. She opened her mouth
to say Mosperiburg, but was surprised when her voice said something else
instead:

"Magic Kingdom."

Even as Naomi stepped on the ship, she wondered why she had said that-
deep in her heart she had no desire to visit that ruined city. She chuckled
to herself when she remembered what the IRPO's excuse was, a terrorist
attack.

'Right,' thought Naomi, 'A terrorist attack that could level an
entire region?' Her sweet voice echoed throughout the shuttle, and a few
people turned to look at her. A pair of black eyes were behind a familiar
pair of glasses, which kept on slipping down the handsome mystic's nose.

'He's crazy,' thought Naomi, but for some reason, she didn't want to
leave. Maybe she started to understand what Nusakan was saying, for deep in
her soul she felt a tugging, something telling her to go to the ruined
Magic Kingdom.

******************
Naomi didn't flinch when she got off of the ship and saw the
devastated city. A few people rummaged through the city ruins, looking for
belongings. or loved ones. A few of the areas had wide veins of open earth
gaping like wounds, and standing beside one of them was a tall and thin
man, wearing the suit of an IRPO patrolman.

"Excuse me, Mister, but what happened here?" said Naomi as she tapped
the patrolman on the shoulder. Fuse turned around and looked at the human
with his unwavering eyes, and soon a smirk formed on his lips.

"I thought the IRPO told the public that it was a terrorist attack,"
Fuse's voice was deep and slick, heavy with attitude.

"Since when could terrorists level a region?" Naomi let an eyebrow
rise, and Fuse chuckled.

"I'm sorry, but we're still trying to figure out a sensible reason
ourselves," explained Fuse, "The story that a survivor told us is downright
insane."

"What did he say?" said Nusakan, his voice bitter with agitation.

"Something about Hell and its fucked up demons or something like
that," Fuse shrugged his shoulders, dismissing the story entirely.

"Fuse, there weren't any survivors," Naomi, Nusakan, and Fuse turned
to look at the approaching magician.

"Hey, if it ain't old Purple!" Fuse clapped Rouge on the shoulder,
grinning widely. Rouge's eyes were somewhat cold as he looked at the Naomi,
and then Nusakan.

"Fuse, I can understand the IRPO wanting to keep the masses calm, but
to lie straight to a person's face? You were there yourself, as was
Nusakan," Rouge nodded to the doctor, who adjusted his glasses in response.
A tint of red entered Fuse's cheeks and he grumbled.

"All three of you are crazy," laughed Naomi. Rouge's clear eyes
looked at Naomi, and her heart sunk as she saw that he was not lying.

"Then. these chasms. they." Naomi got on her knees to get a closer
look, and her face paled.

"They're gates to Hell," finished Rouge.

"No need to scare the girl!" Fuse whacked Rouge upside the head, and
the magician growled in response. Naomi couldn't hear the three of them
talking, for her ears were filled with the sound of flies. At first there
was indistinct buzzing, but as the volume increased, Naomi could've sworn
she heart a heartbeat among them-no, a thousand heartbeats of those who
were slaughtered in Hell's unsealing. Naomi felt bile rising in her throat
as the stench of decaying flesh flew at her from the chasm's gaping mouth.
She bit her lip closed to resist the urge of throwing up, and even as the
heartbeats and buzzing of flies pounded their way into her soul, Naomi
heard one voice:

"Come!"

Fuse caught Naomi in his arms as she crumpled at his feet.

"Now you've done it, Rouge!" exclaimed Fuse as he looked up at the
silent mage. Nusakan sighed and ran a hand through his hair in response.

**********************
A deep husky voice whispered in Naomi's ear, "Come, come on... you
know that you can hear it." Naomi stirred and let her eyes snap open. To
her surprise, she was sleeping on a very comfortable cloud. Naomi smiled
for a moment, but it faded when she noticed that the sound of flies was
still in her ears. In front of her was a figureless form; all she could see
was a pair of brilliant white wings, tainted with stains of blood.

"You're Hell's Lord?" asked Naomi, as she did her best to avoid the
cherubs that flew past her. Her knee scraped across the cloud, and Naomi
was surprised to find that the cloud was actually hard and coarse. She
rubbed her finger against the cloud's surface, and saw that it started to
chip away like paint, revealing a grotesque, pulsing surface soaked with
blood. Naomi glared at the form before her and said, "I have no time for
you! Take me back to the Magic Kingdom!"

"You have nothing," hissed the voice, "I want to make you suffer
before I come for you, be gone!" Naomi clutched at her throat before she
slipped out of consciousness.

********************
When Naomi woke up, she was in a small infirmary. A beautiful figure
sat beside her, his hazel eyes glowing with kindness.

"What happened?" asked the azure-haired girl as she looked at the
Mystic. He delicately shrugged his shoulders, and said nothing.

"What is this place?" Naomi couldn't tell why, but this man's kind
smile made her unafraid. The Mystic's smile faltered, and he opened his
mouth to speak, but nothing came out.

"You can't talk, can you?" He shook his head, the understanding smile
still on his face.

"Maybe he just doesn't want to talk," Naomi looked up at a beautiful
woman who had just walked in. Her eyes were cold, and Naomi didn't trust
them. The Mystic's smile widened as he looked at the beautiful woman.

"Silence, how are you?" said the woman, a smile forming on her lips.
The Mystic, Silence, just shrugged his shoulders and grinned.

"Oh, so that's his name," said Naomi, "He's a dear. and you are?" The
woman's smile faltered as she looked at Naomi.

"Name's Doll," said the woman, "Agent Doll. Fuse told me what he knew
about you, but I never caught your name."

"Alright, now that I've got your name. come on in, Nusakan," Doll
gestured for the Mystic doctor to walk in. Nusakan smiled at Naomi before
he said, "I'm glad that you are alright." Doll looked off at the wall, and
Silence tugged at her jacket sleeve. The pink-haired woman looked down at
the mute and smiled.

"I'm not surprised that you fainted," said Nusakan, "Did you go
through a flashback?" Naomi laughed and replied, "I thought that those were
only in movies!"

"Tell me, what do you remember about your past?" said Nusakan. Naomi
raised her eyebrow and crossed her arms.

"That's a rather personal question," she said. Doll's eyes traced to
Naomi, and she looked like she was about to yell at the girl, but Silence
squeezed her hand and shook his head.

"I know that it is a personal question, but believe me when I say
that it's very important," pleaded Nusakan. Naomi plopped back on the bed
and sighed heavily before saying, "I was born in the Magic Kingdom, and I
lived there all of my life until one day, when I went to Devin to visit a
friend. that's when I heard about the Magic Kingdom's destruction."

"Is that what Hell's Lord wants you to think?" said Nusakan. Naomi's
face paled.

"What do you mean?"

"You were there when the Magic Kingdom was destroyed, Naomi," said
Nusakan, "The only reason you lived was because Hell's Lord thought that
you were too useful to be killed yet."

"Yet?" Nusakan nodded at Naomi's question, and the girl shuddered.

"I don't believe you!" exclaimed Naomi in response. Silence touched
her hand gently, a sympathetic look on his face. Doll merely rolled her
eyes and walked out, nearly slamming into Fuse on the way. He whistled,
obviously used to Doll's cold attitude.

"You all right, lady?" asked Fuse, his hands in his pockets as he
walked in.

"I'm fine, thank you," replied Naomi, her voice quivering a bit.

"I don't believe you, not for an instant," said Fuse as he stood
beside the Mystic doctor.

"I don't think I believe myself," said Naomi.

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